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“She’s a girl. My girl,” I growl. “If you go, then you’re not taking any of my money with you. You’ll be on your own because I do not fucking agree with this shit.”
“Why are you getting so upset? It’s one weekend,” Zoe moans.
“Allison, tell your daughter what could happen to an absolutely beautiful girl in Vegas alone with girlfriends in one weekend.”
Allison shrugs her shoulder. “A lot, plus you’re not even twenty-one,” she murmurs. “You can’t gamble, and you can’t go to any clubs. Why do you even want to go?”
Zoe shrugs her shoulder, and whatever doubts I had in my wife have now vanished, because she came into this shit show cool, calm, and collected. I watch Zoe as she lifts her hands in the air and spins around to face Allison.
“I don’t know,” she snaps. “I just wanted to have a little bit of freedom. To have some fun with my friends.”
Allison takes a step forward, then another. I watch as she cups Zoe’s cheeks as she looks into her eyes. “My beautiful daughter,” she exhales, “you are going to have so many opportunities to party, to have fun, to be wild. But you are just not ready for it yet. And we aren’t ready for it, either.”
She lets out a huff, then rolls her eyes to the ceiling. “Vegas will be boring if I can’t do anything, won’t it?”
Allison laughs and dips her chin in a single nod. “It will. But how about Dad and I plan a special twenty-first birthday for you in Vegas? We’ll keep you safe and ensure that you have an amazing time.”
Zoe’s lips twitch into a smile. “I like the sound of that.”
“Now,” my wife says with a heavy exhale as her hands fall. She takes a step backward as her gaze searches hers. “How about you get your girlfriends together, and your dad will rent a house with a pool? You can have a pool party. Food, drinks, music, and lounging for a weekend.”
“That sounds like fun.”
“It’s not Vegas, but I think it would be fun,” Allison offers.
“It would,” Zoe says. “Thanks, Mom.”
Zoe kisses Allison on the cheek, then bounces out of the room, no doubt to text all her girlfriends about this wonderful idea. Allison laughs, closing and locking the door behind her. She doesn’t move away from said door. Instead, she turns around to face me.
“Thank you, my bride,” I murmur.
She laughs softly as she takes a single step toward me, then another. “Bride?” she asks. “I haven’t been your bride for twenty-one years,” she says.
“Not true,” I state. “You’ll always be my bride, sunshine.”
God, I love this woman.
Everything about her.
Over twenty years later, she still takes my breath away, just being in the same space as me.
“The boys?”
“Swim practice,” she exhales.
She moves closer to me, step by step, and when she’s right in front of my office chair, I turn to face her. Her eyes find mine as she unbuttons her shorts and slips them down her legs. Then her panties.
“Allison,” I grunt as she takes her tank top off, tossing it on the ground, her bra following.
Her body is softer than it was all those years ago when we met, rounder in all the right spots. This beautiful body has created, carried, and delivered four beautiful babies of mine. One girl and three boys. This body is fucking amazing. I love it more now than I did when she was twenty-three.
Unbuckling my pants, I slide the zipper down before I shove them down my legs. My cock is already rock fucking hard for her. Allison climbs onto my lap, her knees pressing into either side of the chair by my hips as she slowly sinks down along my cock, taking me all the way inside of her.
“Fuck,” I hiss. “How do you feel so fucking good every goddamn time?” I ask.
She moans, her fingers gripping my shoulders as she begins to ride. “I was going to ask you the same thing,” she whimpers.
Lifting my hand to her face, I slip my thumb inside of her warm mouth. With her eyes on mine, she sucks it, her tongue swirling before I pop it out of her mouth and slip it between us, pressing against her clit.
